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Chapter 4 by Caramel_Cream Caramel_Cream

What Does Donna Roll?

6,2,4,6,6 (Actual random roll)

Originally Written by: Jealco on May 2nd 2017

The dice clattered around for a moment, and Donna couldn't help but hold her breath in anticipation. The pure randomness of how she was choosing her clothes excited her in a way that she couldn't replicate, even compared to stripping off in public!

As the dice settled, Donna could feel herself getting wet. This was going to be so...so...orgasmically fun she almost wanted to masturbate right then! Donna looked over the dice, and squealed in delight.

She'd rolled three 6's, for her top, panties, and shoes. All that she'd be allowed to wear today was a pair of cut-off jean shorts, and an old, definitely too-small, bikini top!

She grabbed the aforementioned clothes, and pulled them on. The shorts were tight, and they had to be, for she'd removed the waistband, and all that held them on was their tightness and their zipper. She'd cut the legs extremely high on the sides, leaving about an inch of frayed denim around her hips. They rode low on her hips, the top of the zipper a scant inch over her pubic mound. All that remained between her legs was the seam, which was almost guaranteed to dig into her cleft, and almost half her ass was exposed, too.

The bikini top was one she'd had for years. It had seen heavy use (well, heavy in that she wore it more than a few times, but not for any real period of time!). It was a pale blue color, and a bit small when she bought it. Now...well, she almost couldn't get it tied, and she could feel just how precarious the knot was. The triangles of fabric were smashed into her breasts, covering her nipples and areola, and not much else. At any moment, it felt like it would either fall off, or her breasts would fall out of it.

Giddy with excitement, Donna grabbed her backpack, and headed out the door. She could feel the sun kiss her mostly-exposed body, and the cool, rough concrete beneath her soles, as she headed off toward her school. Her classmates and teachers were in for a treat today!

Does anything happen on the way, or is it somehow uneventful?

What's next?

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